You were now sitting in the living room, as usual watching a movie on the big TV with your boyfriend. But when you remember your very dark past, you really want to tell your boyfriend because he is a good listener.

"Honey, I want to tell you something I've been hiding from you for all the years we've been dating." You said to him seriously, but your face looked anxious and a little tense. You are not joking with your story this time, and this is very serious. You cannot hide your past from people who already love and trust you.

"Of course, tell me what you want to tell me. I'll hear it well."

He said out of curiosity and also a little concerned about your condition, which looked scared and anxious. You slowly took a breath so you could calm yourself down first, after that you started to speak in a slightly strained and trembling voice. You start to tell him everything that you experienced in your past.

"You know, my mother wasn't the nicest person. She used to lock me in a warehouse and hurt me in my childhood." You said to him, without aware your tears fell from your eyes, and rolled down your smooth cheeks. He who saw and heard your words immediately became silent, but he asked in a slow and calming tone.

"Hurt you in what way?" He said to you, then he sat you on his lap.

"My mother didn't hit me like usual, but used sawdust, and she also broke my bones in the barn." You said to him crying, he then wiped your tears that were on your cheeks.

"Bones?" He said with a hum. "My arm is mostly, she's using a vice."

He who heard that from you felt something strange, sadness, regret and guilt. You then glanced at his face, and saw that his eyes were filled with tears from your story. He cries?